Life Is Just An Interlude by Sadistik Lyrics
[Verse]
Let’s burn down the city 'til Rome is in flames
All the sinners in cinder but no one’s to blame
Set the oceans ablaze while we hope for the rain
I’ve been crowing these locusts in vain
Seven Devils inside of me dead on arrival
I read all the diaries heads on a spike
By my bed there’s no rivalry, write with the Eiffel no idols
That I can see, I am a beast so why can’t we be free?
Lycanthropy, I cannot breathe
Perspective is hard from the heights that I reach
The dead angels they strangled all lie at their feet
They’re reminding us please pay no mind to their pleas
While I mine for the pulse of the people
They fight for the freedom of dying that cry from the sheets
Ghosts that lie underneath Pose as Lions for sheep
To keep preaching their pious they lie through their teeth
Let me down the oxygen’s heavier now
We’re supposed to play possum while death sings its sounds
Theres no Exodus, pestilence bound it’s too treacherous
When is the end when this Hell is indefinite
May be dramatic I’m pacing my attic like Attica
Riot no quiet stay Atticus light from the tragic
Shines bright from the past to illuminate trauma
We hide for convenience
They’re burning the city down Rome is in flames
All the sinners in cinder but no one’s to blame
Set the oceans ablaze while they hope for the rain
I’ve been crowing these locusts in vain
Seven Devils inside of me dead on arrival
I read all the diaries, heads on a spike
By my bed there’s no rivalry, write with the Eiffel no idols
That I can see defiant to beasts why can’t we be free?
Let’s burn down the city 'til Rome is in flames
All the sinners in cinder but no one’s to blame
Set the oceans ablaze while we hope for the rain
I’ve been crowing these locusts in vain
Seven Devils inside of me dead on arrival
I read all the diaries heads on a spike
By my bed there’s no rivalry, write with the Eiffel no idols
That I can see, I am a beast so why can’t we be free?
Lycanthropy, I cannot breathe
Perspective is hard from the heights that I reach
The dead angels they strangled all lie at their feet
They’re reminding us please pay no mind to their pleas
While I mine for the pulse of the people
They fight for the freedom of dying that cry from the sheets
Ghosts that lie underneath Pose as Lions for sheep
To keep preaching their pious they lie through their teeth
Let me down the oxygen’s heavier now
We’re supposed to play possum while death sings its sounds
Theres no Exodus, pestilence bound it’s too treacherous
When is the end when this Hell is indefinite
May be dramatic I’m pacing my attic like Attica
Riot no quiet stay Atticus light from the tragic
Shines bright from the past to illuminate trauma
We hide for convenience
They’re burning the city down Rome is in flames
All the sinners in cinder but no one’s to blame
Set the oceans ablaze while they hope for the rain
I’ve been crowing these locusts in vain
Seven Devils inside of me dead on arrival
I read all the diaries, heads on a spike
By my bed there’s no rivalry, write with the Eiffel no idols
That I can see defiant to beasts why can’t we be free?